KYSO Flash
Knock-Your-Socks-Off Art and Literature
Issue 4: Fall 2015
Haibun: 115 words [R]

Summer Solstice

by Marjorie Buettner

Like a flower that knows it will return to seed, I have in me the presence of a past which pigments the future. Even when my husband, after churning me into a white buttered heat, dissolves into sleep, I lie awake and feel each seed from me fall back into a form of forgetfulness or formlessness or remorse I cannot tell. Even after the thunderstorm, which shakes the house as if it were a liquid thing, I wait and watch the boomerang of thoughts (and time) fly back to encircle and enclose until this concentric flight creates in me a clean heart oh god.

sweeping up
the dust of June bugs—
summer dreams

—Previously appears in Contemporary Haibun Online (Volume 2, Number 4, December 2006); republished here by author’s permission

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